Next, Du Yuqi followed Feng Lin's instructions and did not use the shadowless sword Eleno, but a wooden sword to fight the enemy. This wooden sword could only withstand a small part of his strength. In this way, both sides were almost on the same starting line in terms of strength, and Zhe Ping's skills as a sixth-level strong man could be brought into play. However, Du Yuqi's resilience seemed to be extremely good. Although he was at a disadvantage, he could still hold on.

However, after only two days of sparring, the two sides were unable to continue fighting. Du Yuqi grew rapidly in the battle with this sixth-level strongman, and the swordsmanship experience he gained from Sodros was quickly absorbed and integrated by him. Later, Du Yuqi's wooden sword had infinite changes.

Zhe Ping's advantage was originally his rich experience and superb skills, but later on, his advantage turned into a disadvantage, and he had to resort to brutal and unreasonable means of force and skill to deal with Du Yuqi. However, Du Yuqi had already changed to a wooden sword before the sparring. What could he be if not a rogue?

So two days later, Zhe Ping directly refused to spar with Du Yuqi, because he felt that if he continued to fight, his mentality would probably explode completely. The priest Du in front of him looked only at the fourth or fifth level, but he was born with supernatural power, and his swordsmanship was as smooth and perfect as those old monsters. The occasional flaws he revealed were almost all traps. Once he attacked, he would fall into the routine completely...

Next, Du Yuqi even had a sparring match with Feng Lin. In the end, he definitely lost. But for some reason, even though he had used all his strength when he lost, Du Yuqi always felt unsatisfied in his heart, as if he still had not been able to fully exert his strength. It was like fighting with others with his hands tied, and he was not having enough fun...

But even Du Yuqi himself couldn't find a reason. He was wearing the extremely powerful Seven Wounds Sword Qi six-piece suit, and holding the Shadowless Sword that had been strengthened and forged to the top level. He was also in the best condition. It made no sense for him to feel restrained.

Just when Du Yuqi was confused, Jet arrived with his uncle Domonji. The old goblin didn't seem to have changed much. On the contrary, he seemed to be in better spirits. There was also an exquisite golden human head pendant on his neck. The eyes of the golden head were made of black gems, which looked bright and beautiful.

As soon as Duo Mengji saw Du Yuqi, he said indignantly:

"I heard that the shame of our Goblin clan is hiding on the West Coast. I came here specially to spit on and humiliate that scum. Take me to where he is!"

After hearing what the old man Domonji said, Du Yuqi suddenly had a bad feeling, thinking that he might have made a big mistake. But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it didn't matter. After all, the worst case scenario was that the damned old goblin Sherlock ignored him, right? Since there was no worse result, it didn't matter no matter how much he made a mistake.

The next step was to bring the old man Domonji to collect the debt - no, it should be to make friends. The group soon arrived in front of Sherlock's shop. The little goblin with his nose in the air was still dozing off at the counter. Domonji walked up to him aggressively and slapped the counter:

"Call that bastard Sherlock out!"

The little goblin was dozing off and didn't even notice someone coming in. He was frightened and trembled violently all over. Then, the old man Domonji grabbed his ear and said,

"Go call that bastard Sherlock!"

The little brother Brin was so frightened that he burst into tears and ran in. After a while, he saw Sherlock with white beard, white hair and white eyebrows running out quickly, and he started to curse:

"If any bastard comes here to cause trouble, I'll make you lick my toilet with your tongue until it's brighter than the shop windows on Third Avenue!"

Then Sherlock looked up and saw Domongi. The two old goblins fell silent and looked at each other quietly. Just when Du Yuqi was expecting the two to laugh it off and have a drink, Sherlock had already rushed over swiftly and hit Domongi on the chin with an uppercut. When Domongi fell, he stretched out his leg and hooked it. Sherlock immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground. The two old goblins, whose combined age was estimated to be over a thousand years old, began to yell and curse at each other:

"How dare you, a shameful liar, still live in this world!"

"You rotten, stinking scum, return my family heirloom immediately! Otherwise, I will send you to see my grandfather today!"

"I have never seen anyone as shameless as you!"

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The two goblins must be old, and they separated breathlessly after wrestling for less than a minute. However, their war was not over yet. They started spitting at each other and then started spitting at each other. At this time, Du Yuqi, Jet and the little goblin all hid far away, fearing that they would be "accidentally injured" in the melee.

The little goblin sighed and said sadly:

"I didn't expect Grandpa Sherlock to still be so angry at his age. The last time I saw him quarreling like this was sixty years ago... But why can't they quarrel tomorrow! I'm about to close the store to buy coral jelly. If I go too late, I won't be able to buy it!"

Du Yuqi looked at the child speechlessly:

"...Hey, this guy, this brother, no, this big brother, you actually know what happened sixty years ago?"

The little goblin with huge nostrils said in astonishment:

"Yeah, is there anything wrong? Weaving has been an apprentice to Grandpa Sherlock for more than two hundred years..."

Du Yuqi covered his face, saying that he was indeed ignorant. It turned out that this little goblin named Weiwen only looked young, but was actually over 200 years old. Like Sherlock, he was also a prank by the gods, and even his personality and character were forever solidified at the age of ten. Sherlock took him in because of sympathy... After hearing Weiwen's words, Du Yuqi's heart suddenly moved, and he pulled the little goblin aside and said in a kind tone:

"You just said that you have been Master Sherlock's apprentice for more than two hundred years?"

"Really?" The little brother Brin Weiwen said in astonishment: "Is there anything to brag about?"

Du Yuqi smiled even more happily:

"No, no, you really like coral jelly? So I went out to buy some. It just so happens that I like it too. The iced coral jelly in the Ophelia Hotel on the street next door is very delicious. Pour their special sweet sauce over it and it's really unforgettable. Wow!"

Weiwen swallowed his saliva and said expectantly:

"Yes, I smell a wonderful aroma every time I pass by that door!"

Then he said sadly:

"But I don't have money. I can't afford the coral jelly there. I can only buy it from Aunt Kasana at the end of the street. But I definitely can't go today because the coral jelly made by Aunt Kasana is very popular and will be sold out soon."

Du Yuqi laughed and said:

"This is nothing. How about this? I'll treat you to some iced coral jelly at the Ophelia Hotel. You can help me find out the origin of something in your hand. Whether you can tell or not, I'll treat you to it. How about that?"

Weiwen said excitedly:

"Really?"

Du Yuqi smiled and said:

"If you don't believe me, then I can ask you to eat it first, and then we can let you judge it after we finish eating. In this way, whether you succeed or not, you have tasted the iced coral jelly, right?"

Weiwen was delighted and said:

"Yes, yes, that's it."

The iced coral jelly is very beautiful in appearance, with a pink color. When it is served on a plate, it shakes tremblingly in the plate. Regardless of how it tastes, its appearance is already top-notch.

The goblin ordered eight in one breath, and then began to eat crazily. After he finished eating, he touched his belly contentedly and exhaled a breath of white air. Du Yuqi then handed the mysterious earring to him. The goblin looked at the earring, smelled it, and then bit it with his teeth... Just when Du Yuqi was speechless and wondered if he had made a mistake by coming to him for identification, Weiwen spoke:

"I'm so sorry sir, I don't recognize the material this earring is made of."